A goldfish. An animal that might seem plain and ordinary at one glance, but it’s so much more than that.

The girl I once knew

sang merrily while lying on the damp grass,

read stories out loud to her dolls;

played with a bright pink tea set.

But now

she only sings while no one is hearing,

She lights up the room,

ignites the fire in their souls,

so conspicuous and a fire so bright,

never missed and never misunderstood.

He holds his breath,

waiting for her to notice,